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Michonne POV

Michonne was sitting at her vanity in her room applying the final touches of makeup on her face and listening to music. She was thinking about Rick and how he made her feel. When she made it home from shopping with Maggie, Michonne texted Rick telling her she made it, but she didn't get a response until three hours after the initial text. She was a little annoyed and let him know that she was, but he was able to make her smile again.

Rick asked to call her and they spoke into the phone until the earlier hours in morning the next day. They talked about nothing and everything. Michonne even mentioned about wanting to be an artist, or even become an art dealer but is instead studying to become a lawyer. He told her that she should follow her dreams, be an art dealer. If her family or anyone had a problem with her decision, he would back her up and take care of her if need be. She laughed and told him that he was silly, but in her heart, Michonne knew Rick would really help if she needed it.

Michonne looked in the mirror and saw a small smile on her face, knowing that it because of Rick. She didn't realize that she could feel so happy about another person who isn't her family. He makes her happy for simply being there. She feels so connected to him that it scares her a little bit.

Her phone beeped signaling a notification. She flipped her phone over and checked the notification. Immediately a smile appeared on her face, Rick sent a message. He knows that she's getting ready for her parent's anniversary party because she told him a little earlier.

I know that you're getting ready for the party, but I want to try one last time for you to skip it and come see me instead.

Michonne shook her head. Since last night, Rick has been trying to convince her to not go to her parent's party. He wanted to see her again and apparently, he couldn't wait.

Sorry, baby. I must go. Even though I'd rather spend time with you, I need to be there for my parents.

Before she even had the chance to put her phone down Rick quickly responded.

I know.

Maybe we can meet up after?

At the lake near that white gazebo in Huntington Park.

She knew exactly where he was talking about. She'd go there during the day to draw in her sketchbook, or read a new book. She'd normally go when no one was home so she didn't have to answer any questions from her family.

I know where it's at. I'll let you know after the party ends when I'll make my way there.

Just as Michonne sent the text, her door busted opened with her older sisters entering. She placed her phone back on the vanity table, flipped face down, so her sister can't see any messages Rick might send.

"Why aren't you ready yet," Sasha chided her younger sister as she walked into her bedroom. Sasha's dress was a glittery, red strapless maxi dress. Her dress was somewhat similar to Jessica Rabbit's dress without the slit on the right side. Sasha had bright red lip color with some glamour eyelashes. Her normally natural pulled back curls were released and curled around her face. Maggie came in with a hunter green, sleeveless v-neck wrap dress. It was loose around her waist with a slit opening on the left side. She was wearing some silvery strappy heels to match. Maggie was wearing dark makeup, which seems to inspire from a 1920s look. It's the same with her hair, which was wavy and framed her face.

"I'm basically ready, Sash. I was waiting for one of you to check on me like you normally do, and help me zip up my dress and talk out these flexi rods in my hair," Michonne answered. "So can one of you please help me?"

Maggie made her way to her sister and helped her with her sister, while Sasha simply moved to look in the mirror on Michonne's vanity. "Did Dad tell you about some of the men he wants to you to meet," Sasha asked as she fixed her lipstick.

Michonne was slightly worried. She knows that her father wants her to have a partnership with someone in her field and someone who can help her career. Since she's going to law school and training to soon take over the law firm that her family owns, Michonne, according to her father, would need a husband to helps stabilize the firm. He was even suggesting that she could become a part of Congress and possibly make moves to become the President. But this isn't the future she wants. Michonne doesn't want to marry someone because it would help her possible political career. She wants to be an artist or simply a lawyer and help prosecute cases. So she doesn't really want to meet anyone because she now has Rick. She hardly wants to think about interacting with these men who want her only for her status and for the power her last name brings. Michonne wants to be in love.

Despite saying all of her thoughts on the subject of her love life and career, Michonne simply said, "No. I don't think he mentioned that they would be there." Hershel Greene didn't say anything to Michonne about the men coming to the party, just said that he wanted her to meet some people. Sasha was finished with her makeup and sat on Michonne's bed. Once Maggie finished with Michonne's dress, she started to take out the flexi rods from her hair.

"Well, there's going to be a couple of guys there for you to meet," Sasha declared.

"Well," Michonne enunciated. "I don't plan on talking to them. They don't need to talk to me. Daddy is wasting his time by introducing me to these people."

"Daddy said he just wants you to meet them, not marry them," Sasha taunted.

"Why don't you talk to them?" Michonne turned around to look at the middle child with an annoyed expression.

"Because Daddy has a group of men for me to talk to this evening. And I plan on smiling and laughing at their shit jokes because some of these men can help my career."At least Michonne knows where Sasha stands on their father matching them up with eligible suitors.

"Well have fun with that. I don't plan on doing any of that," Michonne practically huffed her answer. Maggie was quiet during this whole situation. She doesn't need to be set up with someone because she had Glenn and he has already been approved by her family, specifically her father.

There was a knock at the door and a muffled voice on the other side telling the sisters that the limo was ready to take them to the party. Sasha immediately got up and gathered her slivery small clutch bag and cell phone. "I'll meet you guys downstairs," she said as she made her way out of Michonne's room.

There were on a few flexi rods left in Michonne's hair, so she started to help Maggie to finish and pin the locs to one side. "Why were you so quiet, today," Michonne questioned as she met her sister's eyes in the mirror.

Maggie simply shrugged, "I don't know. I'm glad that I don't have to go through what you and Sasha will go through with Daddy. But I feel bad because I want both of you to find the love like the one our parents have or what Glenn and I have." Maggie's shoulders sagged as if she had the weight of the world was on her shoulders. "I don't want you guys to be in an unhappy relationship or marriage, especially you. Daddy is already pushing you to become a lawyer and although you don't mind, you're not doing something you love. I don't want you to be unhappy at work and at home, you'd hardly have a place to be happy, like me and like Daddy and Mama."

Michonne listened intently as her sister spoke about she felt on the subject. Michonne doesn't think that she would hate working as a lawyer, but she knows that she wouldn't be entirely passionate about it like how she is with her art. She didn't think that Maggie was thinking about her and the life she may lead in the future. Michonne wants to tell her about Rick, but she doesn't think now is the time. She'll tell Maggie about him soon enough though.

Michonne responded to Maggie, "Thank you for thinking of me." She stood and turned to Maggie. Michonne wrapped her arms around her sister for a big hug, which she returned with the same big, tight hug. "Thanks for looking out for me too. I think that I might be able to find your kind of love one day." As she was saying this, Michonne had Rick's face pop into her mind.

"Okay okay," Maggie joked as she pulled back from the hug. "I love you but we need to get leave for this party before Sash starts yelling at us."

Michonne laughed and nodded. "Okay. Just give me a minute so I can quickly clean up the mess."

"Don't take too long, Michie." Maggie gathered her things and left the room.

Michonne started to put away all the makeup products and put her makeup brushes on a small towel so she can clean them when she gets home. Michonne started to pack up her things when a thought came into her head. She reached for her phone and took a selfie just for Rick. She only showed her face and some of her cleavage and sent the message to him. Michonne knows that she looks good and can't wait to see what Rick's response will be.

After she finished cleaning up, Michonne made her way downstairs to get into the limo. She locked the front door and went into the limo. It was simple enough, just a regular black limo with the driver opening the door for her.

"Finally," Sasha exaggerated. "What took you so long?" She moved to hand Michonne a flute wine glass filled with what looked like champagne.

"I was just cleaning up my vanity. I didn't want to deal with it later, after the party," after she said this, Michonne took a sip of the wine. As she was talking to her sisters, the driver left the siblings larger family home and made their way to the party at the venue.

Michonne's phone vibrated with a message response. She took a subtle look at the message while her sisters continued their conversation. It, of course, was from Rick.

[Skull emoji] I'm dead.

Your beauty has killed me.

I hope that I get to see your beauty in person today.

Michonne smiled and quickly typed a response.

Of course, you will.

But don't actually die though. I like you too much to lose you this soon.

No matter if it's from my beauty or something else.

Almost immediately there was a response.

You won't ever lose me.

I'm gonna be in your life forever, until the day we both die.

Our hearts beat as one.

Michonne's heart was touched by those words. She surprised how open Rick is about his feelings about her, especially this soon. Most guys don't feel this way nor do they say things like that this soon. But she's thankful. The two are both on the same page. They've quickly fallen in love with each other, even if they, themselves, aren't sure about that yet.

One Hour before the Greene's anniversary party

Rick POV

Rick was sitting in his bedroom with his shirt half buttoned up and without a tie. He continues to look at the picture Michonne sent to him just a few minutes ago. Everything about her is absolutely beautiful. She looked gorgeous in her makeup and her slender neck looks like it needs to ravish by him. It was true this picture of Michonne killed him. She was too beautiful that Rick feels possessive about her. No one should look her way because she was now his. Anyone who talks to Michonne will be beaten or possibly killed. He was thinking about getting her to tell her where the party was at so he can crash it and beat men off with the stick to keep them away from her.

A knock sounded on his door getting him out of his immediate Michonne fog he was in. "Come in," Rick responded as he placed his phone down and looked at the door. He was expecting one of his brothers, but instead, it was his mother, Deanna Grimes.

Deanna entered the room and made her way to her son, "Hello sweetie."

"Hi, mom," Rick said confusingly. "Did you need something?"

"No, just wanted to check on you." She gave her son a smile. Deanna gestured Rick to stand, which he did and started to button up his shirt.

"Ma, I can do—," Rick was interrupted.

"I know. But I wanted to help out my baby boy," Deanna responded as she was paying attention to the task. "Where are you boys going this evening?"

Rick didn't know if his brothers said anything about the party to their parents. But he doesn't believe that they did or even would tell them. Before he could respond, his mother interrupted him.

"I think that I know where you going." Rick's mother said coolly. She finished buttoning up Rick's shirt and started working on his tie. "I was just wondering if you would immediately tell me. But it seems that you were hesitating."

"Where exactly would that be, mother," Rick questioned, looking at her mother's face while she kept her eyes on her hands tying the tie.

"The Greene's anniversary party."

"How'd you know?"

"I know everything that is happening in this state. What makes you think I wouldn't know what my own children are up to?"

"Does that mean that you're having us followed?" Rick's eyes narrowed because he needs to be more aware of his surroundings. He doesn't want his mother knowing where he may be going. Although Rick wouldn't do anything against the family, he needs to have his own privacy and be able to conduct business without his mother practically breathing down his neck.

"Don't worry about it, sweetie," She smiled at her son. "Just know, I'm always looking out for you." Deanna finished with the tie and took a step back from her son. "You look handsome. Will you be wearing a mask?"

"Thanks, mom. And I plan on wearing this mask," Rick responded as he moved towards one of his dressers and picked up a simple black mask. He showed it to his mother first before he moved to the mirror to put it on his face.

"I need you to make sure that the family doesn't know about you being there. I don't want any more problems with the Greenes. We have a new shipment of drugs coming in from Mexico and I need to make sure that there aren't any problems when we decide to get it." Rick listens to his mother as he adjusts the mask on his face to make it sit more comfortably on his face.

"I will, mother." Rick turned to face her. "No one will know that we're even there. Plus I'd doubt they'd notice."

"The heads of the family might not, but that middle child of their will. Sasha has been on our backs for a while now and has an agenda. From one of my informants, it seems that she wants to move up in rank. If she's able to bag one of us, her career will skyrocket as well as that horrid Hershel Greene's law firm." Deanna moves to stand in front of her son and gently grabs his face. "Don't disappoint me, son. I'd be afraid of what I will do to you if you fail me."

Again, before Rick could respond, his brothers barge into the room, interrupting the slightly tense conversation between mother and son. Deanna moves back away from her youngest son and looks towards her other children.

Aiden and Spencer enter the room and notice the tense shoulders on both occupants in the room. The twins look at each other and back to the other pair. "We ready to go, Ricky," Aiden teased as he tries to relieve some of the tension in the room. "Glenn and Daryl are downstairs waiting for you."

Rick nodded in response and gathered the rest of his stuff. As he was getting the last of his things together his mother was speaking to her eldest children. "Be safe out there boys. The night is scary and I wouldn't want anything to happen to you." Despite the seemly innocently sounding concerned tone that their mother used with them, there was still a little bite in her words. "Have fun tonight." Smiled at her sons, kissed them both on the cheek and left the room.

Looking a little dumbfounded, the twin brothers looked to Rick. "Come on, let's go. I need a couple of drinks." The twin brother left the room with Rick following behind.

As he made his way downstairs, he thought about his mother's subtle threat towards him and his brothers. He doesn't want to believe that his own mother would try to hurt him, but Rick isn't entirely sure. Downstairs, Glenn, Daryl, and Shane are sitting in the living watching some football game that was occurring.

"Are yall ready to go," questioned Shane. "I want to drink my fill and dance with as many pretty ladies as I can. Hopefully, I can get lucky tonight."

"With that face, I doubt that you can," Spencer teasingly retorted. From there, the two siblings started bickering.

Rick gestured that his two friends follow him and headed to the car. Rick moved closer to his two friends and said lowly that they would be taking Daryl's car. Since Rick's mother has informed him about having him and his siblings being followed, Rick wanted to make sure that she doesn't know where he will be later that evening if she placed a tracker in his car.

When the three friends entered the car and began following Shane and his brothers, Glenn questions Rick about not wanting to drive his own car.

"Because I think my mother is having me followed," Rick simply responded. Daryl gave Rick the side eye but kept his eyes on the road. Glenn had his eyes on Rick, looking at him confusingly from the back.

"What makes you think that?"

"She told me so."

"So we took Daryl's because…"

"Because there might be a tracker in the car, or on my cell phone," Rick said as he turned to look at Glenn. "And I don't need to be followed, especially not tonight."

"Why not?"

"The girl I told you guys about yesterday." Glenn nodded rapidly while Daryl grunted a response. "I plan on meeting with her later tonight. And my mother doesn't need to know what I'm doing." Rick turned back around and kept his eyes forward.

"Okay, so what do you need us to do?" Daryl, the always loyal friend, ready to give his help to his best friend, asked. Glenn was just as loyal, but he was still on the fact that Rick's own mother is having him followed.

"I'm going to leave my phone with you and you'll drop me off close to Huntington Park. I don't really want the car to stop moving and possibly show exactly where I will be."

"Will you go home or to my house? How would you get there?" Daryl kept his eyes on the road and as he questioned his friend.

"I'll go to your house. So bring my phone inside. I'll have my girl drop me off and then we have some work to do in the morning."

Glenn cleared his throat. "Now that we know what the plan is, are we just going to gloss over the fact that your mother is having you followed? Because that's absolutely wild that she's doing that. Like why is she having you followed? What are her reasons?" Glenn continued to babble out more questions about Rick being followed and Mrs. Grimes reasoning to having her son followed.

Rick and Daryl looked at each other amusingly. Their friend always gets caught up in things and worries a little too much.

"Glenn, calm down," Rick turned and looked at Glenn. "We'll worry about this tomorrow. I have an idea, but I don't want to stress tonight about it."

"Right, right. We need to party. We've been working so much and I need a break and get a little loose."

Rick turned back to the front and thought about something that he is looking forward to, and it's not the party. He couldn't wait to see Michonne, his pretty flower. He wishes he could see her there at this party, but the luck of having that happen is slim to none.

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